Thanks for dinner, Farmers.

Lloyd drives the Eggplant to and from school on Wednesdays, and the past few weeks I’ve been meeting him downtown for a ride home. Last week we stopped at the farmer’s market for hamburgers, but all they had were cold polish sausages. Tonight they had FABULOUS hamburgers, and I’m not saying that just because I was starving. They were great! Thanks, farmers market, for keeping us alive one more day.

The lettuce is on already. It’s called “white lettuce” and it was originally grown in caves so that it didn’t get any light. Now it’s grown in what look like quansit huts for G.I. Joe dollsaction figures.